National treasure fierce and cute [Comprehensive]

#斗拍佛#

Junfeng covered his eyes, and the chime sounded long.

Yang Jian followed the immortals and Buddhas to the west, and what he saw was the scene in front of him that was beautiful and full of auspicious light.

Today, a Buddha set up a Menglan Basin Meeting and invited all the immortals and Buddhas to come to the meeting.

Yang Jian is not used to such occasions, but...he has been in the heaven for a long time, tired of the boring and tedious daily life, and thinking of Xitian has a friend who is 'not really a friend', so he thought about coming over to have a look.

500 years ago, Monkey King made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, and his reputation spread far and wide.

500 years later, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven converted to Buddhism, protected Tang monks from the west to learn scriptures, and was named "Fighting and Conquering Buddha".

Every time he thinks about it, Yang Jian can't help shaking his head and laughing. It's really funny that this dramatic scene happened to that stubborn monkey.

The sky was pale and the breeze kept blowing. Yang Jian walked slowly along the path, and a faint white mist appeared in front of his eyes.He waved his sleeves to disperse the white mist, and he saw the four characters of "fighting and defeating Buddha" hanging on the Vajra Temple in front of him.

Yang Jian stepped forward, pushed the door open and entered, but saw the darkness in front of him, he waved his sleeves and lit the candles around him, and then he could see clearly.

Monkey, that's not right...it should be 'Fighting the Buddha', wearing a red cassock and sitting on a golden lotus, with his eyes slightly closed, neither sad nor happy, just like a statue.

"Monkey?" Yang Jian couldn't recognize the person in front of him, so he called softly to confirm.

"Why did the benefactor come to the door?" The statue slowly opened its eyes, the pair of golden eyes had already lost their luster, their eyes were dim, and there was no slight fluctuation.

"You..." Hearing the monkey's question, Yang Jian didn't know how to speak.

After the monkey was crushed on Wuzhi Mountain, he guarded the Lingxiao Palace every day, spending day after day in a boring, boring and boring way, and even missed the moment of fighting with the monkey to his heart's content.

However, facing the strange monkey in front of him, Yang Jian struggled for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "500 years ago, I was no match for you, so I devoted myself to practicing for another 500 years. How about we compete again today?"

The word "competition" hurts the monkey's heart.

500 years ago, his rebelliousness and self-righteousness killed Tuanzi.

500 years later, he protected Tang Monk from the west to learn Buddhist scriptures and became the fighting Buddha, just thinking about atonement and thinking that Tuanzi would come back.

After becoming a Buddha, he lived in the Western Paradise, and no one bothered him anymore, and he could live like a stone like he did at the beginning.

He sits in meditation every day, without opening his mouth or opening his eyes, just pretending that he is still the rock in Huaguo Mountain, waiting for a day when a black and white dumpling will come towards him.

Whether it is the Monkey King or the battle against the Buddha, it is just a false name. What he wants to hear most is the "monkey, I'm back" from Tuanzi.

"Are you scared?" After not seeing the monkey's response for a long time, Yang Jian took out the three-pointed double-edged knife and deliberately provoked the other party.

"The poor monk has already escaped into Buddhism. Don't ask about the mundane world. Donor, please go back." The monkey responded without sadness or joy, closed his eyes again, and chanted scriptures that Yang Jian could not understand.

"I don't believe it." Yang Jian shook his head, looked at the monkey in front of him, his thoughts were complicated, was the person in front of him, who had no desires and desires, really the stubborn monkey back then?

Holding the three-pointed double-edged knife tightly in his right hand, Yang Jian tapped his toes to the ground and attacked the monkey's face.Seeing that the blade poked monkey Yintang directly, Yang Jian waited for the opponent to fight back, but failed. The monkey sat on the lotus platform without moving.

Yang Jian had no choice but to stop, his face was gloomy, and his heart was lost.Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he caught a glimpse of the monkey's chest bulging slightly, as if it was hiding something.

"Farewell" pretending to turn around, Yang Jian took the opportunity to dodge in front of the monkey and snatch the things in his arms.

Holding the palm-sized stone statue in his hand, Yang Jian looked it over carefully, and saw that the stone statue was a round, cute 'tuanzi' with short limbs.

"This is?" Yang Jian frowned slightly. The stone statue looked familiar, as if it was the fat dumpling that the monkey carried every day 500 years ago.

"If Xiansheng Zhenjun is optimistic about it, then return this stone to the poor monk." The monkey slowly opened his eyes, still with an unshakable expression.

"I..." Yang Jian felt a little embarrassed facing such a 'polite' monkey.

"I'm sorry." Yang Jian felt guilty, and hurried forward to hand the stone statue back to the monkey.

The monkey put away the stone statue, wiped it like a treasure, and put it back in his arms.

Feeling much more at ease, the monkey put one hand down by his side, and murmured while covering the stone statue on his chest with the other, "When Master rescued me from Wuzhi Mountain, there were gravels all over the place. I searched for a long time before I found this stone. It looks like the incarnation of Tuanzi."

"Everything in the world has a way of reincarnation, and your tuanzi must live somewhere." Yang Jian has never been good at comforting others, so he couldn't help but comfort him when he saw the appearance of the monkey.

"I think so too!" Hou Zi nodded slightly, his dumpling must have returned to his hometown, the hometown she talked about every day, the four seasons are spring, the land is full of green grass, and the yard is full of green bamboos.

"The bamboo grove in the Dasheng Mansion is beautiful and green, but there are occasional bugs and birds that gnaw on them." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he turned around and said, "I know you won't go back, so I decided to help you look after it. You are at ease."

"Please worry about it." The monkey nodded in thanks and watched Yang Jian leave.

——*—Preview of the next section——*——

Junshan is majestic, towering into the clouds, the sky is clear and clear, and there is no cloud in the sky.In the place where the sun was scorching, there was a sudden sound of thunderbolt, directly poking at the top of the mountain.

The dim and silent mountain suddenly turned into a fire-breathing mountain.

If someone stood on the top of the volcano and looked down at this time, he would definitely be able to see a piece of gold in the mountain, forming a cluster, and there was a black and white thing buried under the gold nugget.

The limbs are curled up, the body is arched, not afraid of the fire, like a lifeless black and white stone.

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